SONYA LEEDING

It’s Monday morning, I get up early, as I do five out of seven days at present, and then I go to the gym...

Since Damian died, I have had a missing piece. That’s probably not a revelation to anyone.

“What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet.”

As long as I can remember I have had the feeling of being not good enough, of feeling inferior.